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• FALLING FOR MY FIANĆE’S SON    On my knees

  It’s Friday, and our flight to Italy takes off this evening. I’ll be leaving with Richard. But this… this was harder than I thought it would be. I really believed I could handle the breakup—that I could walk away from Noah without falling apart. But I was wrong. He was all I could think about… even when I didn’t want to. It was for the best though, right? I loved him—but he had this way of making me feel small. Like I was never enough. How do you claim to love someone and still find ways to break them down every chance you get? He hadn’t called me since. And I was tempted to go see him. But I didn’t. Because I knew what he’d say. That I only came back for sex. Why did he always go there? Was that really what he thought of me? That all I ever wanted from him was his body? My fingers hovered over his name on my call screen. Should I call him? Why couldn’t he call me for once? Maybe he’d moved on. Maybe he was already with someone else. After all, I was t

• FALLING FOR MY FIANĆE’S SON    The end

  NOAHOur affair had officially hit the three-month mark.I was surprised… and weirdly proud.Proud that I’d managed to keep her this long—despite how messed up I could be most of the time.But none of that seemed to matter.She loved me.I took another drag of my cigarette as I lay there, tangled up with her.Her hair was soft against my skin, and just breathing in her scent. That addicting scent made everything feel right.My fingers lazily traced circles on her skin.She chuckled and smiled. But I knew it wouldn’t last.In a few minutes, she’d get up, start dressing, and return to him.Back to the life that wasn’t mine.I closed my eyes, trying to push the thoughts away before they came tumbling out of my mouth and ruined everything.Ruined this moment.“Hey, you okay? That’s a little tight.”My eyes snapped open.I hadn’t even realized I was holding her that tightly.“Sorry,” I muttered.“It’s fine.”“Do you want to have kids?”She shifted slightly, just enough for me to feel the c

• FALLING FOR MY FIANĆE’S SON    Always loved you

  4th of July The warm afternoon breeze brushed against my skin as I stood out in the garden, taking in all the decorations and the beauty of it all.Today was the Fourth of July, and we were preparing for lunch—a tradition we’d upheld for the past three years.Richard had planned a private lunch for the two of us beforehand… but so had Noah.And for the sake of keeping up appearances, I had to cancel Noah’s.I knew he’d be upset about it, but I hoped he’d understand.I hated missing out on moments with him—it always felt like I was missing a piece of myself.With him, I was whole.I wished things were better between him and Richard.If they were, we’d be able to see each other more often—freely, without hiding or guilt.But they weren’t. And Richard was hardly ever around.Whenever I tried to bring it up, Richard would brush it off, like none of it mattered.How could someone care so little about his own son?He claimed I was helping Noah become a better person.Maybe I was.Maybe, if

• FALLING FOR MY FIANĆE’S SON    Always yours

  NOAH July She was so beautiful. Our affair had been going strong—stronger than I ever thought it would last.I lay there, taking a slow drag from my cigarette as I watched her dry off her body.She always liked to shower after we had sex. Most times, we did it together, but tonight I just wanted to sit back and marvel at her beauty—thinking to myself that I had her… that she was mine.But then, that familiar bitterness crept up my throat as the truth hit hard.This was an affair.Which meant it could end at any time. It wasn’t certain.A flicker of regret clawed its way in. Maybe I shouldn’t have started this. Maybe this was a mistake.What if she broke my heart? What if she didn’t love me at all—and was just using me the way Claire did?I mean, she was a woman with needs. And not just any needs—the kind every woman deserved to have fulfilled. Sex.Claire was my first. The only woman I’d ever truly loved, aside from Dianne. She was much older when we started… but back then, I didn’t

• FALLING FOR MY FIANĆE’S SON    In love

  It’s been three days, and we just made love again. We’ve been doing it without misses—sometimes even four times a day. I’m still a bit sore, but it’s all been good. The wave of pleasure mixed with the soreness only aroused me more. I’d been with Noah all weekend, and we’d only bonded deeper—exploring each other in ways that never felt tiring. Maybe this could work. Maybe we really were fated to be—just the wrong timing before, and now, everything seemed to be going fine. Life felt perfect. I’d already told him everything about the deal arrangement with my dad and Richard—about our university situation—which he understood easily. He was so easy to talk to—so sweet and caring. We lay there in silence, my body nestled in his, while he rubbed my arm gently. He felt like home, and I certainly didn’t want to leave—but then everything began to seep in, and I remembered that Richard would be arriving this evening. I sighed, finally getting up and reaching for my bra, slipping it

• FALLING FOR MY FIANĆE’S SON    The after

  The tears in my eyes threatened to spill as the words hit me like a slap. Embarrassment flooded through me as I stared at Noah, still trying to process everything in my memory. I rose quickly to my feet and reached for my dress. Noah didn’t move—he just stared at me. I caught a flicker of regret in his eyes, but I couldn’t place it. He was so hard to read, so intimidating. God, how could I have made the same mistake twice? Was I really that gullible? That easy to get into bed? I felt ashamed. Humiliated. Used. But none of it compared to how disturbingly not guilty I still felt after everything. I left my husband—the man who loved me dearly, who I had grown to know better over the past three years, who gave me his all—only to commit adultery with his son. “Where are you going?” “I have to leave.” I tried to fix the button on my dress, but my hands kept failing me. I was completely broken. “Why? It’s late.” “I have to leave, Noah.”He rushed up, fumbling to pull on his b